I kept a few notes before I arrived in Ireland, so I'll post those. It's still so fresh in my mind, the whole trip. I've struggled this week with catching back up on time. I also realized today, I'm slightly depressed that I'm not there. So anyway, it was amazing, more than I imagined, and definitely a place I will see again, sooner than later.
March 15th, 2013
First leg. Sitting at Lawton airport early. Of course I arrived early, I'm always WAY early. Starting to get emotional. Well, more emotional. I can't believe I'm actually going to Ireland. I'm so grateful. Beyond words at how blessed I am. With the support of my family, my adventure is starting.
This month marks a year of my fertility adventure. There were some really high highs, and then of course it ended with the lowest of lows. Losing my baby. I can't believe I lost my baby. But, I will be forever grateful for the experience. It taught me, to give all of myself, my hopes, my fears, give it all over to the unknown. I've always been a risk taker, but this was the ultimate risk. Looking back, the woman I was, she is forever gone.
Today, I take the first step towards being not a fearless woman, but a woman who faces her fears.
March 16, 2013 arrived in London
Amazing flight, much better than any domestic flight. The only problem, sitting for so long. I slept a little at a time, then would stand and stretch.
I'm overloaded right now people watching. So many different accents. I've seen guys from Jamaica with dreds, lot's of "hipsters", the Russians seem to be camped out, by the caviar bar. Stereotypes everywhere you turn. I'm waiting on my fish and chips to arrive. No Wifi, so write I will.
As we landed in London, I was looking out the window seat, even though I was in the aisle. I had my music playing in my ear, and Awake My Soul just happened to start playing. I couldn't stop smiling, and the tears gently started falling. Pure Happiness and joy. I know how goofy I must have looked, but at that moment, I knew, it would forever be etched in my mind. As we were leaving plane, the male flight attendant asked why I had been crying earlier, I had no idea anyone was watching me. I told him, "my first trip abroad", he just smiled and said "Welcome".
I'll blog soon about all my experiences in Ireland.
